The Unending Struggle of the Klingon System Admin
Point of view: You're the Klingon IT admin on a warship.
"By the spirit of Kahless how many times do I have to tell you fools, your passwords must be secure, they should not be the name of your favorite targ from your childhood nor should they be the date you became a warrior and made your first kill!" "And you Captain, give another random warrior with strong arm and an opera voice the envy of Q'onoS access to our systems on their word of honor that their house needs our records without verifying they actually belong to that house again, and I will show the crew what degenerate human filth you look up in the privacy of your cabin!"
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Every other race in the quadrant is in awe, because when klingons get a good IT Security chief.
"Tell me again about that time you shoved your captain's head into a bulkhead for considering breaching computer security with an alien probe!"
The newbie refills the tankard of bloodwine in front of the battle-scarred Klingon system admin, dreaming about how many disasters his federation ship could've avoided if he'd just be allowed to do the same.
"To this very day, there is an impression in the wall in the shape of the old captain's head." The Klingon reminisces.
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Other allied factions dread the day they learn that the ships new Sys Admin was trained by the Klingons.
"Mr. Riker, make sure the crew know that I expect all regulations to be observed," Picard said, "We have Mr Worf's cousin coming on board to help with the upgrade of the Enterprise's Operating System." "You mean?" "Yes, a Klingon System Admin"